Skyfall|Romance Rp| Accepting!

[.::Gasoline::.]

Yanet

A small smile appeared on her face. "Good. . ." And with that, she drifted off to sleep.

[ıňғıňıţʏpѧяţʏ]

Tyson kissed her forehead again and felt her heavily breathing. He moved from over her weight and then slipped out of the treehouse.

[.::Gasoline::.]

Yanet

She slept soundly as the night went on. She dreamt of her past, like she always did.

{Could we, possibly, time skip to the morning?}

[ıňғıňıţʏpѧяţʏ]

Yeah I planned on doing that :³)

Tyson was soon asleep in his bed. He woke up in the morning and rubbed his eyes lazily ,then sat up in bed.

[`Sleepless`]

(Pls no time skip it kind of messes other people up when roleplaying)

[~ moth ~]

Collin finished the sandwich and looked up at Ena. He burped quickly closing his mouth and putting his hands over his mouth. "E-excuse me." He murmured and looked down. "D-do you have a-any more?" He murmured and moved his hands down to his side.

Timothy glanced up at Clair then back down. "I'm sorry." He murmured again. "I just. I guess I'm just angry about recent things that happened." He murmured and stared the ground unsure if he wanted to talk about it or not.

[ıňғıňıţʏpѧяţʏ]

(You can just continue with your convo when that person come back on and timeskip to where we are at whenever your ready.)
"I said its okay... you don't have to explain or anything, I go through stuff like this all the time." She muttered and clenched her fist a bit angry.

[`Sleepless`]

Ena - Tags - Collin
She nodded and went to the fridge getting out more of the sandwiches "Here.." she put them down on the table then she went to her room fetching some of her dad's old clothes and brang them out to him "Here.. this is what I have for you to wear for now.." she set them next to him.

[.::Gasoline::.]

Yanet

She groaned softly when she awoke and sat up in her bed. She yawned and stood, walking over to the window. For some odd reason, she thought the events of the day before we're just a dream, so she thought nothing of it. She simply sat in front of the window and stared at the sky with a blank expression.

[~ moth ~]

Timothy looked up at Clair. "Thanks." He muttered and looked at her hands. "Are you ok?" He murmured a bit worried for her. She seemed pretty angry at something. 'Is she angry at me? Why?' He thought unsure why she had made her hands into fists.

Collin grabbed another sandwich. "T-thank you." He murmured and ate it. He looked at the clothes and then at his. His clothes were a bit torn, muddy, and smelly. His hair had dirt and a leaf in it. His arms and face have dried mud all over them. And let's not forget he isn't wearing any shoes, just some old grey ripped up socks. He stared at the clothes then at Ena.